I have often been accused of living in my own head rather than the real world. I agree. I do. And this is why.....
The world seems on a roundabout,
It moves either too fast or slow.
Maybe it wants to trick me, maybe to tease;
But just when I think it warmest, it starts to snow.
I then escape to a world of my making,
A world right inside my mind.
It's small, and nearly stunted;
But there I know what I will find.
I know the demons that form my tail
And I know the beams of sunshine.
I know my battles, my foes and my friends
I know my blessings
...... my nectar and brine.
It's not an easy world,
That one I have made.
It too challenges me at every stage.
Teases and tires me;
Cajoles and goads me on.
I just understand it better
Than the other.
